Author: lyricspedia

Don't have to leave this town to see the world 'Cause there's something that I gotta do I don't wanna look back in thirty years and wonder who you're married to Wanna say it now, wanna make it clear For only you and God to hear When you love someone, they say you set 'em...

Well I ain't never been an angel I ain't never been called a saint Yeah, I've decorated every bar in town With a big red coat of paint But good thing I had a good raisin' For all the Hell I've raised since then When that roll is called up yonder I know they've gonna...

Pour me another Tequila, Sheila Take off that red satin dress I cross the border and I beat the dealer For all the damn gold in Juarez I feel like old Pancho Villa, Sheila And I got the Pesos to spend So pour me another Tequila, Sheila And lay down and love me again No...

Yeah, I met you 'fore anybody knew my name Playing for pennies on a dive-bar stage Split an All-Star Special on our first date In a Waffle House booth Your daddy was crying when he gave you away 'Cause all those country songs I played They didn't come with a 401(K) But hey, I had...

I'm catchin' every third word What you're tryin' to tell me Yeah this place is wall to wall Yeah it's loud as hell, I can't hear a thing But I know what you mean It's so obvious, so obviously I know what you're sayin' I can speak your body language Keep it goin' baby I'm...

I've always been a rolling stone With a reckless streak Yeah, the grass never gets too grown Underneath my feet City lights, southern stars No such thing as gone too far I'm running wide open I was born with my feet in motion But since I met you, I swear I could be happy anywhere...

I used to keep my phone right next to me I used to drink till I drank myself to sleep I used to say "Sorry man, I think I'll stay at home" But now I don't I used to lean on the green to self-medicate I used to talk myself out of that second date...

This town can get to talkin' Lately they been talkin' 'bout me Yeah they say I been rockin' Maybe even causin' a scene Girl I'm still the life of the party The same ole good-time Charlie Friday night I get to buzzin' Till I'm feelin' nothin' Drinkin' 2-for-1s way past two By Saturday, I'm long...

Yeah you and your friends, ten years old Sneaking Beech Nut on back in the row Sell it at a market on Saturdays Halloween getting lost with a girl in the maze Throwing cobs at the cars that are passing Sheriff comes out and you hide and you laugh You're praying for the sun, praying...

You're on a plane, I'm at a bar And I'm just starting to get it You saw it coming, I never did Now I just get to accept it for what it is I don't know why, guess our goodbye fell out of the sky Hey Hey, hey mama What I do next, I don't...